She missed him
Shania's slender hand ran over her masks hanging inside the cupboard like a closet. It was just like the first time she started working as a stripper. She got her first mask, and danced in front of men. The love and cheers were nothing like she ever imagined. She knew what she did was considered dirty by others. Many women called her names, sex workers and many more. But she found comfort in her work. Without knowing, tears were falling non-stop. All the memories flooded back. The world was bad, she thought love was easy to find. But no. She was better off doing what made her happy.
“Don't do this,” came a hoarse stern voice, Shania didn't have to guess when she knew Christian's voice too well. Wiping her face, she closed the cabinet as soon as she picked the mask she wanted and turned to her dressing table.
“Leave now,” she said sternly, and sat down to fix her make-up. Christian shifted around until he was standing behind her. Shania could see his reflection. Christian scanned her carefully. She looked different, from her hair, which was nicely falling to her bare back into waves. She had heavy make-up with sexy red lipstick. Her beautiful round eyes were smoky, in a sexy way.
“I know I might have made a mistake…” Christian whispered after a while of silence in the room. Shania didn't even spare him a glance as she fixed her sexy outfit, showing her cleavage a little and slowly picked up her mask.
“You can't go back to this… I…”
“Because you don't want your family or others to know you are involved with a prostitute,” Shania cut him off and her eyes flickered up. Their gazes met through the reflection in the mirror. Christian was stunned at how Shania was behaving.
“That's not what I said…you know that,” Christian said defensively, knowing she was overreacting. Shania rose to her feet and turned around angrily. She was wearing very high heels that her current height would match Christian's height slightly. Either way, he remained imposing.
“Of course, the mighty Ace Kingston got involved with a stripper… I'm sure you are ashamed…” Shania remarked sarcastically, rendering Christian speechless that all he did was stare at her blankly. Standing in front of her, he felt like she was a stranger.
“What is it? Tell me?” Christian asked softly, despite everything he remained calm. A week had passed without seeing her.
“I've missed you,” he muttered when Shania didn't utter anything. However, he saw them as her eyes widened a little, but soon maintained her coldness.
“I have work to do…no one is allowed in my changing room,” saying that, Shania grabbed her mask and prepared to storm away when Christian grabbed her arm and dragged her back to him. It happened unexpectedly that Shania gasped when the man slammed her against him.
“Let go!” She yelled through gritted teeth, but Christian tightened his grip and held her gaze.
“This…this isn't you…you are better than this,” it took a while for him to give her life away from the strip club. He didn't want her to live such a life. But now seeing her like this. His heart broke.
“This is my life… I'm allowed to do whatever I want…you are nothing to me…everyone is nothing to me…now let go!” She yelled and pushed him away hard enough that Christian stumbled backwards and the woman stormed out of the room. For the first time, Christian felt his knees weaken, so he grabbed the chair for support. What was happening? He thought everything was going well.
“What…” The word left his trembling lips. Why was Shania acting like that? She accepted him. They talked, and he was sure she accepted what they felt for each other.
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“What can you offer, huh!” It was Emily who said at the top of her voice since the music was playing loudly. It was hard to hear the other person talking, but Danny chuckled and leaned down to her.
“Baby girl…my club is the best…we have all sorts of entertainment to keep the customers amused,” he said at the top of his voice, gesturing toward the stage, Emily followed his gaze and scoffed. On the other hand, Ashley was seated quietly while drinking some champagne and waiting for Christian.
“Strip club…do you have those filthy women dancing on poles?” Emily remarked disdainfully and sat down next to Ashley. She was bored and hence decided to have fun. She called Ashley and told her where they were. Hence, she drove to the club for some fun.
“What the…” Emily gasped when the lights went off the minute she attempted to sit on the chair but slipped and nearly fell if not for Danny catching her.
“Well, the lights are off…let's get this show started,” the man whispered in her ear seductively and made her stand. Emily was irritated with the man, hence shoved him away just as the lights went on. But this time they were flickering different colors and the music had changed to something sexy.
“What's going on?” Emily turned to Ashley, and a lazy yawn escaped Ashley's lips as her gaze shifted toward the stage.
“Actually…the queen of the club is here…the one woman all men desire and go crazy for,” Ashley said, clapping twice, making Emily wonder. She noticed how wild the crowd had gone. The men were rushing to the stage, cheering and whistling.
“Huh?”
“She's called butterfly queen…the famous stripper,” Ashley enlightened Emily, but she was lost. Yes, she had heard about such a woman, but she didn't believe such a woman existed.
Before she knew it, Emily was squeezing her way through the wild crowd, hoping to get to the front. When a masked woman appeared on stage wearing full clothing. Emily saw how men were throwing money at her. Cheering, and when the woman started dancing in an arousing way. Emily couldn't help but admire her beauty.
From her voluptuous figure to her dance moves. Any man would be bewitched. She was a woman and she was carried away. However, her gaze shifted to the sides. She spotted Christian sitting at the front, the VIP section for powerful men, just near the stage.
Her cousin's eyes were glued to the woman on the stage, shaking her waist and showing off her flawless body. The flickering lights made the scenery even more intoxicating. Emily swore her cousin was drooling over the masked queen, just like the rest of the men.
However, something shocking happened. The masked woman made her way down the staircase to dance for the men in VIP when Christian grabbed her back in the waist and dragged her onto his lap. Emily's sharp eyes widened in awe when the woman's mask moved to the sides, and she saw the masked woman's face. But before she could see, the woman wore her mask properly while still sitting in Christian's lap.
“No way,” Emily muttered and started getting closer to her cousin. He was touching the butterfly queen and she was straddling his lap. Whatever she saw. She needed to see that masked woman.
